The Invitation

"He is not here, He is risen"

 Said the two messengers in white to the sobbing Mary. 

One was seated at His head, the other at His feet 

Signifying that where He had lain makes Him to be our mercy seat. 

"Why seek you the living among the dead?

For this tomb being empty should not cause you dread.

Behold His burial clothes are lying in a heap 

But the kerchief wound about his head is still so very neat." 

All this to show that our Head Has completely conquered death 

When He made His resurrection exit,

Leaving behind an example, yes, a pattern so explicit. 

Mary, exclaiming to the gardener, she supposed

Said, "I do not know where they have lain Him,

Please tell me, Sir, So we can give His body proper repose."

 

"Mary", her name He uttered as only her Lord could

"Master", she replied in recognition as her heart now understood. 

"Do not now touch Me, for I must first ascend." 

Showing us that if ever you would touch Him 

It must be by spirit and never that flesh again.

If ever you would see Jesus 

You'll have to look beyond the form

For He may appear As any man, woman, or child ever born.

He continues to say, "I must ascend to my Father, and your Father, To my God and your God." Showing us ever more clearly this 'Way'.

So, back into spirit He disappeared from earthly view 

And is now seated beside His Father 

That dwells in the heart of me and you. 

He assured His first disciples 

That upon His earthly departure day 

He would surely come again 

Driving all their sorrows away. 

And just as promised on that Day of Pentecost 

He came again this time as flames of Spirit Fire 

Igniting in them all A passion for God much higher. 

This sacred Spirit Fire has continued to burn

Consuming all our tin and dross

Leaving behind only the purest gold 

Through the work of His holy cross.

For he said, "Where I Am there you may be too." 

And from His glorified heavenly heights within my spirit new

He extends an INVITATION 

So my soul can come there too. 

And through their perfect union 

My earthly vessel is not left out 

But it, too, will display a God renewal 

During this last trumpet shout!